Pvt. Leonard L. Church [A] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
motherfucking_ghost) wrote2015-09-12 07:47 pm
motherfucking_ghost) wrote2015-09-12 07:47 pm
SEASON 12 APP
✖ PLAYER INFORMATION
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Handle: Shawna
Age: 25
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Current Characters: N/A
✖ CHARACTER INFORMATION
From the Network that brought you "It's Not Really Emotional Over-Investment" and "Crying About Fictional People."
Name: Leonard Church/Alpha
Canon: Red vs Blue
Canon Point: 6x19, right about when the EMP goes offso someone grabbed his body that got left behind and shoved him back in basically
Age:complicated He's existed for an unknown length of time that we'll say is about 6 years. His body's a robot. And he was copied off the brain of a middle to older aged adult and acts like he's in his 20's or early 30's.
Initial Housing: Doesn't really matter to me! But triple or quad would be great. It'd feel at least somewhat like living on the base, and it gives him that many more potential people to annoy the shit out of.
History: Wiki!
Shit is complicated, and honestly the wiki isn't a very good one, so don't hesitate to ask questions aboutToo Many Churches: The Sitcom anything described.
Personality:
Church is angry. While he is not the murderous, malevolent ball of concentrated rage that Omega is, Church still has a lot of his own multitude of frustrations to throw around. He deals with a lot of stupidity from the universe and everyone around him (and himself); his initial reaction to a lot of things is likely going to be either sarcasm or barely concealing that his last nerve is getting worn on. Expect yelling (possibly high-pitched) and creative cursing and epithets. Do the natives care about cursing? Because if so, there will be a lot of casual or emphatic bleeping.
A lot of it tends to be because his ego is rather large. He took charge of his own team when their captain died, even though he technically hadn't received a promotion, and he thinks himself a competent leader--more competent than any of you chucklefucks, at least. It's true that out of the Reds and Blues, he does seem to have a knack for understanding situations (or at least rolling with the punches after a moment of WTFing) and coming up with plans of action that might even have a chance of working. But really, he gets screwed over...or screws himself over...before most plans have a chance to work. Which is pretty angering. Tex was once described as the embodiment of failure (the Director's failure, more like), but honestly, it's something Church has got in spades. Doesn't keep him from trying, because someone has to do something, and sadly, it tends to fall on him. Even inadvertently.
Under the pride and the better-than-thou attitude, Church can come across as just a bro who'll shoot the shit and make light. There's also a well of care and responsibility he will vehemently deny, because, tch, he isn't a pussy. Despite his frequent assertions that he hates his own teammates, ain't nobody messing with his clique, and he gets distraught and gutted at the idea of one of them dying. It's probably the most abusive of friendships you'll see around. It's a good way to describe his relationship with his on-again off-again 'girlfriend' Tex: abusive, complicated, but deeply involved and loving to an actually kind of scary degreethat gets explained as an even scarier degree in later seasons by OTHER Churches. They're people that tolerate him, people he's been living with and around for a long time, and, sure, sometimes they accidentally kill him and he holds a grudge, but they're his people, damn it, and nobody's going to hurt them but him if he can do anything about it.
The thing to understand about Church--the thing to understand about the Alpha--is that there are a lot of pieces missing. While he has a complete personality with a complete range of emotions as far as anyone (including himself) is concerned, the reality is is that he's had a lot of blanks to fill over the years. And he's only very recently learned any of this, something he hasn't had the time to really compute or deal with yet. His memories are a jumble of his own, the Director's, and things he mostly made up or cobbled together to fill in the spaces missing when Epsilon took everything awful away. And while he shows the basics of each of the traits of the AI ripped from him (creativity, logic, rage, etc), he's not any one of these things, and what's there is just a fraction of what he used to be. Before about twenty minutes prior to entering the game, he had no idea about any of this, and the information that he's a fraction of a tortured AI based off a genius with a fucked up moral compass is...hard to swallow. Viewed like this, in many ways it's like he's had to work twice as hard just to seem like one complete and whole person. The reason he feels so responsible for people, guilty when something goes wrong even if it isn't his fault, cares so deeply even when he doesn't want to, is because he did care once upon a time, he did have responsibility, and that was used against him to make him think it was his fault in scenario after scenario where he was told the Freelancers had died. He doesn't remember that, but the traits have carried over anyway like deeply embedded scars on his psyche. Everything that he is is the remnants of another man's brain, warped by torture, and cobbled back together anew by his experiences with the Reds and Blues.
When he's emotional, his words stutter, pause, create janky and jagged edges in conversation wherein he tries to reach for words that slip away from him. When he's lying, he's easy to catch for being so bad at it. When his anger erupts like a bitter spewing volcano or he tells exaggerated tall tales to inflate his ego, he doesn't necessarily mean to cause a scene, but attention is something he generally likes to subconsciously have. He's pretty much unable to keep his opinions to himself, vocal and chatty in all the wrong ways, and despite not wanting to show his squishier sides, tends to have his heart sewn directly onto his sleeve and lined with neon lights. Yes, even with a helmet and no face. He is a person, damn it, and no one Freelancer is going to tell him otherwise, even when the evidence is in front of his face screaming a name he doesn't remember.
Abilities:
-robot body: while never taken advantage of (except in the case of Rule of Funny in which things instead go hilariously wrong), Church theoretically would have more strength than an average human. He's physically incapable of eating. He can sleep, and will, although probably doesn't have to. Call it a recharge period? I dunno they don't exactly detail how robots work despite having a couple of them as main characters. As a Halo suit of armor is meant to protect an actual person, we can be reasonably sure it's waterproof, and while if you shoot him, blow him up, or generally damage the body enough, his body will "die" and become noncoporeal, but he's still going to be fairly resilient. Technically the only way to really kill him would be to in some way damage, scramble, or erase him at the AI source; exposing him to an EMP is the most straightforward way.
-possession: one of his abilities asa ghost an AI is that of being able to hop out of his body and into someone else's brain, either to root around in there, ride along, or literally take over their body temporarily. It's possible that he can only do this with people who have the Halo-esque suits that have slots to hold AI in them, and it's possible he can only jump into people if they have an open radio frequency (like one of the other AI Omega), but neither of these have ever been established for Church, so hey I'll probably just make it an opt-out. (Or opt in. If someone gives him reason to try it. Or someone blows up his body and he decides to haunt their ass.)
-projection: to go along with the whole leaving his body thing, he can also project aghost hologram of himself, typically full-sized, when he does leave his body, translucent, fully able to go through walls and all that wonderful shit. And leaving his body hollowed out pretty creepily. Please don't knock him over.
Inventory: A big heaping pile of nuthin'.
✖ SAMPLES
From the Network that brought you "Words: Some Sentences" and "Accidentally Posting a Video is Pretty Hard, Honestly."
Network:
Ahem, all right, motherfuckers, you want a show? Oh, you'll get a show. I mean, I don't know how you did it, and maybe this is some kinda fucked up purgatory, but if it is? I'm pretty much okay with that, because it beats dying. Or, well, I guess you'd...technically have to be dead to be in purgatory... But I mean it's better than nothing, right? Or, like...hell? I mean hell would have to be pretty bad; it's hell. Is there a robot hell? Huh.
My point is that I'm reasonably sure this isn't hell, which makes it good on me. I wasn't even getting paid in the army anyway, I mean, probably. So, sup, I'm Church, and I'm basically gonna be way more entertaining than any of the rest of these assholes.
Log:
[In the end, it's still a prison, even if it's a really nice prison. One where he's getting paid for what he does. And he doesn't have any Reds to fight. Or Metas. Or Freelancers. And, sure, that's fine. Really, that's pretty great! It beats Wash dragging them around all over the god damn planet and then dropping a bunch of stupid fucking truth bombs all over him and then goading him into possibly killing himself.
So it's fine. Honestly. But it's still a prison. This isn't some brave new world to live out the rest of their lives. They've got to go somewhere when the, uh, 'season' is done. Are they all gonna die? Church's steps down the street pick up pace. He was never one to use a lot of movement to deal with emotions, but he's got to do more than sit around beating his head in trying to figure out what the fuck to do with himself and his new-ish lease on life-ish. He's getting paid to look cool on tv! Alien tv. Aliens who don't look like aliens they were fighting (presumably, once upon a timie). Alien tv prison with a year or less lifespan.
With a sigh, Church pushes open one of the storefront doors. Maybe one of these robots will be talkative and entertaining. He'd definitely take Lopez over any of these really retro styled creeps. Couldn't this place be manned by more people? ...Maybe he could run a store? That'd look moderately good, wouldn't it? Show of initiative? He idly browses the aisles he's dimly realizing are full of shit he doesn't actually need (and never needed, in a flash of retrospect so hard he's got to control his arm from punching a shelf). Man, is it weird to feel naked without his gun? Sure, he sucks at shooting, but he can hit things sometimes.
Defeated by his own fucking subconscious, he slumps up to the robot behind the counter.] So, how long have you been working in a dump like this? [He says in the most bored tone, because after several attempts at being chatty, he's expecting the same dumb line, maybe with some inconvenient sparking this time. How can he spice things up around here...]
From the Network that brought you "Selfies" and "Oddly Specific Advertising."
Handle: Shawna
Age: 25
Contact:
Current Characters: N/A
✖ CHARACTER INFORMATION
From the Network that brought you "It's Not Really Emotional Over-Investment" and "Crying About Fictional People."
Name: Leonard Church/Alpha
Canon: Red vs Blue
Canon Point: 6x19, right about when the EMP goes off
Age:
Initial Housing: Doesn't really matter to me! But triple or quad would be great. It'd feel at least somewhat like living on the base, and it gives him that many more potential people to annoy the shit out of.
History: Wiki!
Shit is complicated, and honestly the wiki isn't a very good one, so don't hesitate to ask questions about
Personality:
Church is angry. While he is not the murderous, malevolent ball of concentrated rage that Omega is, Church still has a lot of his own multitude of frustrations to throw around. He deals with a lot of stupidity from the universe and everyone around him (and himself); his initial reaction to a lot of things is likely going to be either sarcasm or barely concealing that his last nerve is getting worn on. Expect yelling (possibly high-pitched) and creative cursing and epithets. Do the natives care about cursing? Because if so, there will be a lot of casual or emphatic bleeping.
A lot of it tends to be because his ego is rather large. He took charge of his own team when their captain died, even though he technically hadn't received a promotion, and he thinks himself a competent leader--more competent than any of you chucklefucks, at least. It's true that out of the Reds and Blues, he does seem to have a knack for understanding situations (or at least rolling with the punches after a moment of WTFing) and coming up with plans of action that might even have a chance of working. But really, he gets screwed over...or screws himself over...before most plans have a chance to work. Which is pretty angering. Tex was once described as the embodiment of failure (the Director's failure, more like), but honestly, it's something Church has got in spades. Doesn't keep him from trying, because someone has to do something, and sadly, it tends to fall on him. Even inadvertently.
Under the pride and the better-than-thou attitude, Church can come across as just a bro who'll shoot the shit and make light. There's also a well of care and responsibility he will vehemently deny, because, tch, he isn't a pussy. Despite his frequent assertions that he hates his own teammates, ain't nobody messing with his clique, and he gets distraught and gutted at the idea of one of them dying. It's probably the most abusive of friendships you'll see around. It's a good way to describe his relationship with his on-again off-again 'girlfriend' Tex: abusive, complicated, but deeply involved and loving to an actually kind of scary degree
The thing to understand about Church--the thing to understand about the Alpha--is that there are a lot of pieces missing. While he has a complete personality with a complete range of emotions as far as anyone (including himself) is concerned, the reality is is that he's had a lot of blanks to fill over the years. And he's only very recently learned any of this, something he hasn't had the time to really compute or deal with yet. His memories are a jumble of his own, the Director's, and things he mostly made up or cobbled together to fill in the spaces missing when Epsilon took everything awful away. And while he shows the basics of each of the traits of the AI ripped from him (creativity, logic, rage, etc), he's not any one of these things, and what's there is just a fraction of what he used to be. Before about twenty minutes prior to entering the game, he had no idea about any of this, and the information that he's a fraction of a tortured AI based off a genius with a fucked up moral compass is...hard to swallow. Viewed like this, in many ways it's like he's had to work twice as hard just to seem like one complete and whole person. The reason he feels so responsible for people, guilty when something goes wrong even if it isn't his fault, cares so deeply even when he doesn't want to, is because he did care once upon a time, he did have responsibility, and that was used against him to make him think it was his fault in scenario after scenario where he was told the Freelancers had died. He doesn't remember that, but the traits have carried over anyway like deeply embedded scars on his psyche. Everything that he is is the remnants of another man's brain, warped by torture, and cobbled back together anew by his experiences with the Reds and Blues.
When he's emotional, his words stutter, pause, create janky and jagged edges in conversation wherein he tries to reach for words that slip away from him. When he's lying, he's easy to catch for being so bad at it. When his anger erupts like a bitter spewing volcano or he tells exaggerated tall tales to inflate his ego, he doesn't necessarily mean to cause a scene, but attention is something he generally likes to subconsciously have. He's pretty much unable to keep his opinions to himself, vocal and chatty in all the wrong ways, and despite not wanting to show his squishier sides, tends to have his heart sewn directly onto his sleeve and lined with neon lights. Yes, even with a helmet and no face. He is a person, damn it, and no one Freelancer is going to tell him otherwise, even when the evidence is in front of his face screaming a name he doesn't remember.
Abilities:
-robot body: while never taken advantage of (except in the case of Rule of Funny in which things instead go hilariously wrong), Church theoretically would have more strength than an average human. He's physically incapable of eating. He can sleep, and will, although probably doesn't have to. Call it a recharge period? I dunno they don't exactly detail how robots work despite having a couple of them as main characters. As a Halo suit of armor is meant to protect an actual person, we can be reasonably sure it's waterproof, and while if you shoot him, blow him up, or generally damage the body enough, his body will "die" and become noncoporeal, but he's still going to be fairly resilient. Technically the only way to really kill him would be to in some way damage, scramble, or erase him at the AI source; exposing him to an EMP is the most straightforward way.
-possession: one of his abilities as
-projection: to go along with the whole leaving his body thing, he can also project a
Inventory: A big heaping pile of nuthin'.
✖ SAMPLES
From the Network that brought you "Words: Some Sentences" and "Accidentally Posting a Video is Pretty Hard, Honestly."
Network:
Ahem, all right, motherfuckers, you want a show? Oh, you'll get a show. I mean, I don't know how you did it, and maybe this is some kinda fucked up purgatory, but if it is? I'm pretty much okay with that, because it beats dying. Or, well, I guess you'd...technically have to be dead to be in purgatory... But I mean it's better than nothing, right? Or, like...hell? I mean hell would have to be pretty bad; it's hell. Is there a robot hell? Huh.
My point is that I'm reasonably sure this isn't hell, which makes it good on me. I wasn't even getting paid in the army anyway, I mean, probably. So, sup, I'm Church, and I'm basically gonna be way more entertaining than any of the rest of these assholes.
Log:
[In the end, it's still a prison, even if it's a really nice prison. One where he's getting paid for what he does. And he doesn't have any Reds to fight. Or Metas. Or Freelancers. And, sure, that's fine. Really, that's pretty great! It beats Wash dragging them around all over the god damn planet and then dropping a bunch of stupid fucking truth bombs all over him and then goading him into possibly killing himself.
So it's fine. Honestly. But it's still a prison. This isn't some brave new world to live out the rest of their lives. They've got to go somewhere when the, uh, 'season' is done. Are they all gonna die? Church's steps down the street pick up pace. He was never one to use a lot of movement to deal with emotions, but he's got to do more than sit around beating his head in trying to figure out what the fuck to do with himself and his new-ish lease on life-ish. He's getting paid to look cool on tv! Alien tv. Aliens who don't look like aliens they were fighting (presumably, once upon a timie). Alien tv prison with a year or less lifespan.
With a sigh, Church pushes open one of the storefront doors. Maybe one of these robots will be talkative and entertaining. He'd definitely take Lopez over any of these really retro styled creeps. Couldn't this place be manned by more people? ...Maybe he could run a store? That'd look moderately good, wouldn't it? Show of initiative? He idly browses the aisles he's dimly realizing are full of shit he doesn't actually need (and never needed, in a flash of retrospect so hard he's got to control his arm from punching a shelf). Man, is it weird to feel naked without his gun? Sure, he sucks at shooting, but he can hit things sometimes.
Defeated by his own fucking subconscious, he slumps up to the robot behind the counter.] So, how long have you been working in a dump like this? [He says in the most bored tone, because after several attempts at being chatty, he's expecting the same dumb line, maybe with some inconvenient sparking this time. How can he spice things up around here...]